Last night my husband and I watched My Cousin Vinny. We were struck at how similar we were to Vinny and his fiance, Mona Lisa Vito. They had great chemistry. Watching them, they could possibly be better matched. Appearances are irrelevant in this movie. These souls belong together.
My husband believes there is one soul (and only one soul) for every other soul. It’s not a concept most people want to embrace, but I’m not sure he’s wrong. Watching this movie, and seeing these two characters interact, makes me question my entire relationship history.
Now I can’t say I have had a bad time with men. I have had a very good time with men, in general, with a few exceptions. I’ve had a ton of fun, but when I look back at my interactions, I can’t say that I was actually meant to be with anyone other than my husband.
I wouldn’t say the other relationships I have had were fake or false. They have just not allowed me to be completely free.
I really question if there is anyone on this planet, other than my husband, who could and would and would want to put up with me for a lifetime, and I think this is true in reverse as well. What do you think?
Is there one soul for every soul?